So she ran off very
happily to have her dress changed, while Mrs. Hazeltine waylaid Aunt
Zelie as she came downstairs ready for a walk.
"Dear me! the children have been in mischief," was this lady's inward
exclamation, for she knew the signs of disapproval, and felt like
running away, as she used to do when a child, from Sister Marcia's
lectures.
She only sat down on the bottom step, however, and waited.
"How do you do, Zelie? I see you are going out and I shall not detain
you for more than a minute. Little Helen is coming to drive with me."
She seated herself in a judicial attitude on one of the high-backed
hall chairs.
"I do not wish to interfere," she continued, "But I should like to
inquire if you know where the children are this afternoon?"
"I have a general idea," Aunt Zelie replied, slowly putting on her
glove and reflecting that it would take more than her sister's powers
to be able to say at any given moment exactly where they were.
"I thought you did not know. They are running through the streets,
Louise without her hat. It may do for boys, but for little girls I
think it disgraceful."
"I told them they might go to the Ford's; they do not play in the
street. You must have seen them when they were on their way there, and
I do not object to their running.
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